Category Archives: Poetry

I also have to write to my friend Jane, who sent me a lovely e-mail this week. Jane and I met when we were both teaching at that high school in North Jersey: when we were young, Jane, remember? –– … Continue reading →

Patrick Phillips is coming to campus tonight. A long day’s Monday into night precedes Patrick, including class at Stockton & a doctor’s appointment back in Linwood (“L-dubs”). I have to find time to write my friend Kim back; Kim, whose … Continue reading →

I Am Not A Poet, But Come With Me Anyway Let us live above the law office where there is a view of the Catholic church We will watch them mass from my bed, and Take communion of coffee and … Continue reading →

Yesterday, after Stockton and a workshop in Mays Landing on Blackboard 9, which is not like the Course Management System I have grown accustomed to (which leaves me rather wanting to run off into the woods myself; as I posted … Continue reading →

My sister’s coming today! She’s dragging me to the bead store and parade in town tomorrow! Exclamation marks! Here’s more (yes; there was more) of the “Hot Bagels” poem I found the other night. (More) Hot Bagels On Monday, walking … Continue reading →

I’m feeling myself getting a bit poetry’ed-out. Last night I found this file in my Dropbox titled “HotBagels.pages” and was all, “???” Apparently, on December 4th (just this past 2011), I decided to type out a bit of a rant. … Continue reading →

I’ve wanted to write a poem about raccoons all semester: how they are destroying the ancient Buddhist temples in Japan; menacing German homeowners. I’ve always been fascinated with raccoons for some reason; I had a stuffed raccoon-totem when I was … Continue reading →

Anthony Carelli is coming to campus today! Fasten your bow ties, poetry fans! So; I found the high school poems but have been reluctant to share them. They make me cringe a bit; it’s like looking through old photos of a … Continue reading →

My Stockton students did some freewriting in class on Friday. As I was fretting away a freewrite with them, suddenly this phrase was set down as if by an unseen force, a fragment which has stood out from the rest … Continue reading →

Rich Kathy Graber Poetry Workshop April 8, 2012 Fragmentation/Juxtaposition: Creating Completeness from Collage (A Collage) Tony Hoagland, in his essay “Fragment, Juxtaposition, and Completeness,” reminds us of the tension that is generated between fragments that have been brought into a … Continue reading →